In the ocean blue
A reflection
Of a sky long lost
To the wake of progress
A reflection
Of a sky long lost
To the wake of progress
Tag: nature
The Final Throes of Daylight
In this oncoming night
When the sea seems
As big as the sky
And the absent sun
Has set the horizon
On fire
When the sea seems
As big as the sky
And the absent sun
Has set the horizon
On fire
I think of you
The final throes of our daylight
Hoping you’ll return
From the long, dark night
With the promise
Of a new sun
Rising
Emergent
The sky
A ceiling
Rock reaching
Oppressed by ice
A ceiling
Rock reaching
Oppressed by ice
Constrained
And confined
Horizon suggests
Warmth and possibility
Shadowed land
Scattered gentle highlights
Promising illumination
Hope prevails
The rock reaches
Resisting burden
Unflagging
Emergent
Transcending Hardships
I find my way
Through the rockiness
Down the icy steeps
Traversing the flats
Through the rockiness
Down the icy steeps
Traversing the flats
Along the way
Seeking the deep powder
The cruisable hard pack
The soft moguls
The challenge
Is not so much the hardships
But remembering
What trandscending
The hardships brings
Serenity in Distress
Ripsaw peaks
Sunder ice
This land distressed
And yet at peace
Beguiles spirit
Releases soul
Inner silence
Serenity
Sunder ice
This land distressed
And yet at peace
Beguiles spirit
Releases soul
Inner silence
Serenity
Cloud Dance
The world moves
In ways…
I had no idea
Standing by the camera
As it click-click-clicked
The cars, I watched
The boat across the sound
I saw it too
But the clouds
I couldn’t see, in real time
Their two-way dance
Inverted
Inversion
When the peak is warm
And the valley cool
The cloud stays low
And the sun up high
When the peak is warm
And the valley cool
The cloud stays low
And the sun up high
Inverted
Yes, like me
Upside-down and
Unsettled
Shake me up
And let the layers
Resolve
Until
Settled
At rest
High Grounding
I climb up
Out of the fog
I see forever
But there is nothing to see
Only the fog
And the road which brought me here
Out of the fog
I see forever
But there is nothing to see
Only the fog
And the road which brought me here
Still, there is the blue sky
And the sun
I bask in its warmth
Smell the grass
Breathe the fragrant air
I remind myself
Fog is ephemeral
And there is always this high ground
Above the fog
Even if I can only reach it
By closing my eyes
And remembering this moment
In Wait
From the valley floor
I see
Some few imposing
Icy peaks
I see
Some few imposing
Icy peaks
But clamber up
One mountainside
And from atop
Discover
Endless array
Of pinnacles
Each mighty in itself
Waiting to be conquered
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